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On an empty patch of land in the ancient battlefield.

Twenty people were flying through the air.

If Jing Yunxiao was here, he would have recognized them with a single glance.

These twenty people were from the Northern Spiritual Sect.

"Elder Ye Gan, according to the three brothers, the tomb is not far ahead."

A man from the Northern Spiritual Sect pointed in a direction as he spoke to Ye Gan